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And I Remembered a Dream

Serhei Kulychenko

And I remembered a dream, and dreamed I did: I had returned back home. There is no one—a barren garden, An empty, cold house.

Well, if only someone had met me, Even just a single soul! That I might whisper to someone: I've returned... forever.

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